Her feathers have been ruffled and shuffled
Her feathers have been ruffled and shuffled
Hit that fucking high pitch note
Let the pussy feel neglected
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Will you still call me after?
I want performance, not excuses
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You can't and will not escape
Special treatment for special privileges
Your holes want it
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Let me guess, you want them